Chapter 3261

No matter how many deities ye Lingyue used, there was no way to take that drop of blood from the Buddha's relic.

Until late at night, ye Lingyue spent a lot of mind, almost even the last wisp of God were exhausted, or failed to take out the blood of the evil spirit.

That drop of blood of the strange devil was actually sealed in the Buddhist Serri.

Ye Lingyue is depressed.

She had been able to control the Buddha's relic earlier, but she found that the Buddhist relic did not listen to her command at this time.

"What can I do?"

She could not help feeling a little worried.

This drop of supernatural essence is very important to her.

Earlier, Liu Yun said in front of the public, ye Lingyue seems not to care, but the bottom of my heart is still a bit anxious.

She is worried about Dixin and wants to fulfill her wish as soon as possible.

In this way, she must break into the top three.

However, ye Meng, who has less than one million meritorious service, will never break into the top three.

She must use this drop of blood essence to find out the real culprit of the disappearance of the king of war.

Ye Lingyue pondered, for a moment, I don't know what to do.

"It's a treasure of Buddhism. You don't have enough Buddha power. It's very difficult to control it. But there is something on you that may help you

Said the candlelight, who had been silent for a long time.

"Candlelight elder, what you said is the tower of silence?"

Ye Lingyue has an idea. How can she forget the extinction tower.

She quickly took out the tower, which was suspended in mid air.

Ye Lingyue opened his palm and said softly with it.

"Little tower, do you have a way to help me take out the supernatural essence from it?"

But the small tower is still suspended in the air, seems to be did not understand ye Lingyue's words.

Although the extinction tower is a sacred artifact, it is only a small tower. At the beginning of refining, it was only used for defense.

I don't know what the devil's blood is for.

Ye Lingyue and xiaota stare with big eyes.

"I don't think so. After all, the pagoda is not a tripod spirit. It is the same as my spirit. But if the supernatural essence is not taken out, I will not be able to get clues. "

Ye Lingyue is not without disappointment.

At this time, it was late at night, and ye Lingyue consumed a lot of mind, so she had to keep her eyes closed.

Inside, the lamp oil dried up.

The Buddhist relic and the tower of extinction lie quietly on the desk.

Suddenly, a quiet red light flashed from the Buddhist relic.

The red light is the drop of the blood essence of the evil spirit. At this time, the blood essence of the evil spirit is constantly struggling to break free from the Buddhist relics.

In the remote demon world, on the tomb of Taixu God, the towering purple leaf Bodhi is still motionless.

Since a drop of Yangzhi manna to Wuyue, purple hall has not appeared for a long time.

But just as the drop of blood from the devil in the Buddhist relic was ready to move, the purple leaf Bodhi fluttered.

A tall figure appeared in the shadow of the tree.

"The blood of the devil?"

Purple hall sleeps for a long time.

But see the bottom of its eyes, there is a purple flash.

However, his thin lips moved slightly, and there was a Buddhist sound coming out of his mouth.

That ancient rhyme, grew up with him since he was a child, but since he left there, he has not read it for many years, but it seems that he has always remembered it.

Each Sanskrit is as long as a bell, and at the same time it is full of charm.

When zitangsu began to chant the Sanskrit of the ancient Buddha, the silence tower on the desk suddenly responded, and the tower was shocked.

The tower of extinction flies up in the air, and it makes a crisp sound in the air.

Ye Lingyue, who is meditating and meditating, suddenly feels some abnormality and suddenly opens his eyes.

"Is this?"

The bells on the corners of the silent tower are ringing.

The bell was very clear at first, and the sound of the bell jingling Dong Dong was very common at first.

However, as the bell continued, the sound of the bell actually formed a Buddhist sutra.

There is a man's voice in the Sutra.

Hearing that sound, ye Lingyue can't help but jump up.

"Master purple, is it you?"

A man's voice is deep and magnetic.

Ye Lingyue is very familiar, but also some strange.

It turned out that she had not heard her master's voice for many days.

The sound is familiar because it is really the voice of master Zi.

Strange, that's because of the continuous Sanskrit. Although the voice of chanting Buddhist scriptures belongs to zitangsu, ye Lingyue has never heard such a long speech from zitangsu.

The voice did not answer ye Lingyue.Ye Lingyue can't help but look a little dim.

At this time, ye Lingyue noticed the Buddhist relic.

Buddhist relic also has a hazy purple light. Under the influence of purple light, what does ye Lingyue understand.

"Master Zi, are you reminding me to use this passage to tame the Buddhist Serri?"

Ye Lingyue seems to understand something.

Although master Zi never really taught her anything, he always appeared when she needed it most.

The jimie tower is the personal belongings of Shifu Zi. At this time, there must be a reason for this.

Ye Lingyue preferred to believe that her master Zi helped her secretly on time.

"Master Zi, although I don't know why you refuse to meet me all the time, I will certainly live up to your teaching."

Ye Lingyue took a deep breath and swept away her disappointment earlier.

In that ancient Sanskrit, there is a calming mysterious power.

Ye Lingyue's mood is a little steady, attentive, listen to that section of Sanskrit.

The Sanskrit sound is curling up. It seems simple, but it is very difficult.

Ye Lingyue has a lot of talent in cultivation. Many of the upanism runes are easy to master.

But in Buddhism, it is not so good.

Although she has the root of Buddha, she seldom gets married to Buddha, so she doesn't know anything about Buddhism.

Fortunately, Mo Ruoshi was very patient when he read the Scriptures. When he did not reach the profound place, he would always slow down his voice and read slowly.

Over and over again, ye Lingyue was still and attentive to every Sanskrit. It was only after more than four hours from dark to dawn that she completely remembered that Sanskrit.

"A sketch of Prajna Heart Sutra."

When ye Lingyue thoroughly comprehended the last Sanskrit, a name appeared in his brain.

"Prajna Heart Sutra, it sounds like a Buddhist martial art, but I don't know which one is higher or lower than the set of Nirvana heart sutras taught by Murong laofangxian earlier."

Ye Lingyue wrote down the Scripture, and then slowly made sense of it.

But I could hear too many crows outside, and the sky was already large.

Not only did she not feel tired, but also she felt the spirit in her body

When ye Lingyue returns to her mind to check her spiritual strength, she finds that

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